Oops!The boss checks my leveling situation!

Yi Yan also smiled at him on the phone: "Of course it can't be said to be a bad thing. He doesn't dictate, and occasionally brings up some interesting ideas. Everyone sits down like a tea party."

The president stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him: "You are... not quite right today? What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

Xiao Meng hesitated for a moment, watching the president muster up the courage to spit out all the words in his heart: "You didn't say anything wrong, I just thought about something clearly."

The president suddenly became nervous, what rhythm is this?Obviously, the two of them were close to hugging and crying together just now, so calmly analyze it now?Which environment went wrong.

Xiao Meng took a few deep breaths: "Aside from your identity, I welcome you to play games here. Do you always think that I resist you because you make me feel troublesome?"

The president nodded hesitantly, then looked at Xiaomeng and suddenly smiled: "I've been thinking for the past few days, is it because you have increased the cost of living and expenses that I bother you, but you will make up for it every month?" Part of the money left me speechless, and I can actually do what you want to eat within my ability. Gradually, I found that it was more of my psychological rejection of you."

The president was slightly stunned: "What do you mean?"

The words have already reached this point, and there is no room for redemption.

Xiao Meng's eyes were very firm: "Our identities are different, boss. Your future is also different from mine. There is a huge gap between our social classes. What you have to do is to be a leader and work hard to support more people. More employees make the company flourish. And I am an executive. I can eat enough for one person and the whole family is not hungry. I can survive no matter what I eat. Your partners, business partners, don’t want your partners Man, a business partner is a dead house who doesn't want to care about anything. Of course you will say that there are Miss Wu and Mr. Yi, they help you undertake 80% of the workload, so you can play games safely and steadily with me. "

The president was touched: "So what do you want to say?"

Xiaomeng got up and opened the door to look at him: "I don't want you to appear at my place during my working hours. It will dampen my enthusiasm for work. This is what I want to say."

The president was confused by him: "Are you saying that I interfere with your work?"

Xiao Meng shook his head: "I was just thinking that the boundaries between the two of us may be blurred."

The president was startled, feeling that he had seen through him.

Xiaomeng continued: "Our initial setting was the superior-subordinate relationship, which has been broken now. If possible, I hope you can abide by our previous contract."

President: "What if I don't?"

Xiao Meng smiled: "It doesn't matter, I will sort it out myself."

CEO: "You mean to change your living environment?"

Xiao Meng: "Maybe there will be such a plan, but not for the time being."

The president was silent for a while: "Okay, then I'm sorry, I'm bothering you these days."

He took his belongings and strode out of the door. Seeing that he was far away, Xiaomeng closed the door and pressed his back against the door, his heart beating wildly again.

Saying that in this way is undoubtedly proving that he will reject him.

Wow... what a great opportunity.

He slowly slid and sat on the ground, his mind was overwhelmed.

Is it because he is dissatisfied that he has such a good waste of resources?

Is it because he hates him messing around with money?

Is it troubled if same-sex confession?

Not at all.

He patted his knee: "No way, we have different lives."

No matter how miserable the president is, no matter how difficult the life is, he is the young director of the group after all, lying on the pile of money and trying his best to lose, maybe he can lose for several generations, it is not impossible to play on a whim, take some money and get out easily .

But Xiaomeng himself will be different once he puts his emotions into it.

He sniffled and looked at the box of egg rolls on the table that he didn't take away, lifted the lid and grabbed one to taste, it was so sweet.

If there is no president, he probably would not want to cook such a troublesome dish.

"Oh, the city war is still a month away," Xiao Meng regretted, "It's too early to say."

I just don't know what the president will do next, he has already made his attitude very dead.

Sitting in the car, the president was depressed for a while, and wanted to go in and drag Xiao Meng out and put him in the car for a kiss. Then he announced very domineeringly that it would be fine to rob the civilian man, since he didn't have a good reputation anyway.

But after this burst of anger passed, he felt a little distressed again.

He must have been used to being bullied after staying in society for a long time before, so he made a slight gesture of friendliness and became suspicious.

He couldn't help but took out his mobile phone and called his secretary: "He just started well tonight. He cooked me egg rolls and said he would play double row. He suddenly had a convulsion and kicked me out."

The secretary was also very puzzled: "It shouldn't be, logically speaking, Xiao Meng's emotions should not be as strong as before. What did you say, boss?"

The president stuck out his tongue: "I seem to have said something about the marriage and love views of people around me, and then..."

The secretary interrupted directly: "Be more specific, what did you say?"

The president was a little confused: "He asked me why I didn't find a partner, and I said that in our circle, we are all playing with each other..."

The secretary slapped his thigh and hated iron and steel: "Then he must think that you are the same as those people! What about changing the assembly line..."

The CEO was wronged: "Nonsense! I told him that the dining table is a facilitator for the family, and I felt it from him! He shouldn't think that I change it very often!"

The secretary rubbed her head: "You must have said something else."

The CEO hesitated: "I said I'm a dead house..."

The secretary is very serious: "What dead house?"

CEO: "Just a dead fat nerd...but I'm not fat! So..." His voice slowly dropped: "So I said I'm a dead nerd, the kind with a little money."

The secretary sighed: "Okay, let me sum it up. He thinks you are a dead house who does not seek to make progress. The people you know have a lot of money. Others change girlfriends, partners, and lovers very quickly. In order to ensure benefits Everyone is in harmony, that’s right.”

Hearing her words, the president felt uncomfortable: "So?"

The secretary was about to hold the phone and shout: "Do you know how hard he tries to live a normal life! You are the representative of luxury and lust in front of him!"

The CEO was dumbfounded: "Is that an exaggeration? Why am I so extravagant and lustful! How can I be lewd!"

Secretary: "He must have sensed that you want to fuck him! Hurry up and draw a line with you!"

CEO: "So I want to fuck him...but is it so obvious!"

The secretary took a deep breath: "So what are you going to do now? Are you still at his door?"

President: "Well... what should I do?"

Secretary: "You have three choices now. The first one is to rush in and tell him that I just like you. You can figure it out. Anyway, if you reject me, I will still chase you!"

The president swallowed: "Will this be too fast? Is it possible for him to jump out of the window and run away with his ID card, and then refuse me before running away?"

The secretary is very sure: "I think 99% of the time he will run, and 1% of the time he will just faint."

President: "What about the second type?"

Secretary: "Give up on it, isn't it good to develop a brotherhood? You have to think about picking people up as objects."

CEO: "I don't! He's the right one! Don't act like I don't know that all be's in your crispy duck literature are brotherhood and it's impossible to develop! The third one!"

Secretary: "You understand it quite clearly! The third type is like you! You like it but dare not admit it. You secretly look for opportunities to lower people's favor for you!"

CEO: "I don't have a future for him!"

Secretary: "Yes, I suggest that you do not appear in front of him in the near future to avoid lowering your impression points again."

CEO: "Hmph! Chasing someone is so difficult!"

Secretary: "Who told you to chase after such a sensitive little fellow! Admit it!"

The president pulled the steering wheel: "You can't appear in front of him, right...you go and register for a class."

The secretary wondered: "What class?"

The president is very confident: "If he thinks I'm not doing well, then I'll enroll in a study class! Go! Get in touch with me. I want to learn to drive a motorcycle and get a motorcycle license!"

The secretary was expressionless: "What does this have to do with active learning?"

The president patted the steering wheel: "Why doesn't it matter?! Are you not allowed to seriously learn to drive another vehicle?! Compared with the unlicensed driving on the street, I still take traffic safety issues very seriously!"

Secretary: "Okay, I'll find you a motorcycle learner."

In the next few days, as expected, the president did not come to the door again, but directly gave the number to Xiaomeng, saying that he would go to study for a while and then come back.

The key point is that the president also emphasized that if he goes to study for a period of time and then comes back, he will definitely be able to catch up with the city battles and competitive games. He hopes to have the opportunity to make progress together with Xiaomeng and achieve success in many fields.

Xiao Meng was a little surprised, is it so easy to talk?Or did I wake up the boss by speaking too loudly before?

In fact, his purpose is to let the president be less careful about him, and he is sure that the president will not be able to change his lazy attitude for a while.

I just don't know how long this class can last.

Xiao Meng lamented that the president was at least superficially sensible, and couldn't help elevating the president's inner status a bit.

Of course he didn't know that the president was gritting his teeth and learning motorcycles at this moment.

The president comforted himself wildly in his heart.

Calm down! Learn to motorcycle, you will be the most beautiful boy on the street!

After about half a month, the president came back to life, this time he was very sincere